Quickly Dressed As a Host Girl and Dressed Up As a Man, and Then Traveled All Over the World

Lan Shang glanced at Su Ling in surprise, and hated him even more, because he really didn't come to help him.

After the fifty lashes were finished, Lan Shang still knelt there.

It's not that he doesn't want to get up, but that he doesn't faint now, it's already because of his tenacious consciousness.

Su Ling knew that the other party would definitely not want her to help him, so she insisted on helping him.

She waved her hand, and Lan Shang was lifted up invisibly.

Sure enough, Lan Shang looked at her with a hateful expression.

"Since you're fine, go back by yourself."

Su Ling glanced at Lan Shang, who was temporarily unable to die, and flew away.

Lan Shang looked at Su Ling in surprise.

Immediately I became more angry.

Shouldn't he be taken back personally when he was seriously injured?

"Martial nephew, why don't you stay here to recuperate?"

"No need." Lan Shang gasped.

It was rare for Ziyu to want to get closer to his junior disciple, but he got frustrated. As the leader of the peak, he left in disgust.

His juniors are good everywhere, but the selection of apprentices is not rigorous.

What kind of apprentice are you looking for?

One is worse than the other.

But everyone is an elder, so it's hard for him to say anything.

At most, when her disciples came here to be punished, he told them to hit harder and help his junior learn more lessons.

Naturally, Lan Shang was too weak to fly.

You can only walk down from Jielv Peak step by step, and then walk up to Ziyan Peak.

Along the way, he was looking forward to his junior sister coming to pick him up, but there was no junior sister, and there were a lot of ridicules.

So he hated Su Ling even more.

If it weren't for Su Ling, he would have people who loved him, and he wouldn't suffer like this, let alone be ridiculed by others.

One day, he will trample her on the ground wantonly.

The whip on Commandment Peak is not an ordinary whip, and the wound cannot be healed by spiritual power, so Lan Shang left blood all the way.

Until he reached the foot of Ziyan Peak, where no one could peek, he fell down at the foot of the mountain and lost a lot of blood and passed out completely.

After a while, Su Ling appeared here.

She looked at the man who fell on the ground, and directly used her spiritual power to lift him away.

This thing is really easy to use, it can effectively avoid physical contact, so as not to cause misunderstanding.

After Su Ling carried him to the cave, he threw him on the bed.

Immortal cultivators don't need to sleep at all, and they don't need a bed at all on weekdays, just like her cave doesn't exist at all.

Therefore, this bed is used for lying down when injured.

It seems that she will also buy one in the future.

Ah bah, she will never be hurt.

Su Ling waved his hand, and Lan Shang's tattered clothes were torn apart.

His back was full of criss-cross scars, still dripping with fresh blood.

Su Ling took out the medicinal powder from the cave and sprinkled it on Lan Shang.

After all, the disciples were always punished, and their spiritual power could not recover from their wounds, so when they went out to do errands, she would always bring some medicine back with them.

Su Ling looked at Lan Shang's injury, wishing he could sprinkle some salt on it.

In the end, she endured the thought of sprinkling salt, and quickly left the cave.

Fortunately, she left quickly, because at the same time she left, Lan Shang woke up.

He looked blankly at his cave and the wounds on his body that had already been medicated.

There is joy in the eyes.

It must be the medicine given to him by his junior sister.

He couldn't think of anyone else but her.

As for Su Ling, he didn't even think about it.

After lying down for a few days, Lan Shang finally regained some strength.

He immediately changed into his clothes and went to find Lan Shi.